Go insane, go insane, throw some glitter, make it rain.
But like:
At least your flowers won't wilt.
So, suppose you have a beautiful day.
I will ruin it.
Of course it's not all bad. Sometimes I get a delightfully cooling sprinkle as I run.
Other times, however, it's not so pleasant. And some of my friends have even had to suffer along with me.
Sorry Christy.
And now I'm training for a fall race!
My apologies to my local peeps.
UPCOMING POSTS: MY VISIT TO THE RUNNING GURU, BACK IN "LAS" REHAB